"That's a soldier's duty, Daisy. He can do nothing but follow orders. A soldier can't know, very often, what an order is given for; he cannot judge; he does not know what his General means to accomplish. All he has to think of is to obey orders; and if every soldier does that, all is right."
What was little Daisy thinking of? She sat looking at her friend the Captain. He was amused.
"Well, Daisy what do you think? will it do? Do you think you will stand it and be a soldier?"
Daisy hesitated a good deal, and looked off and on at the
Captain's face. Then she said very quietly, "Yes."
"You will!" he said. "I wish you would join my branch of the service. Suppose you come into my company?"
"Suppose you join mine?"
"With all my heart!" said the Captain, laughing; "if it is not inconsistent with my present duties. So you have enlisted already? Are you authorised to receive recruits?"
Daisy shook her head, and did not join in his laugh.
"Honestly, Daisy, tell me true; what did you want to know about soldiers for? I have answered you; now answer me. I am curious."
Daisy did not answer, and seemed in doubt.